Crash! The sound of shattering glass filled the air.
I turned my head to see what had happened.
There on the floor lay a million pieces of broken glass
there stood my youngest daughter looking at me with horror in her eyes.
Who has not been there
either as the one who has dropped something
as the other person,
I’ve been both at various times in my life.
I’ve broken things
needing the grace and understanding of others.
I’ve also been the onlooker
needing to give grace and understanding.
Both places are hard.
Time stood still for a few seconds.
I glanced at the broken pieces
and my mind wandered back many years
to the time that my mom and I bought it.
Beautiful memories of holding the tall globlet etched with gold
and bearing a delicate Christmas design.
Yes, we bought one at a time until I had 4. It could not be replaced.
But then my eyes took in the pain of my daughter.
The surprise and sadness that she felt
in that instant I knew that she was more important than a million glass goblets.
Like the One Who continues to hold out His arms to me
In that precious moment I held her
wiping away the pain and disappointment
healing the wounds.
Glorious shining moments.
It’s a moment that I will long remember.
A time when I had a choice
and I stepped forward to give grace.
Who has not been there?
We are all beggers
needing His grace and forgiveness.
But for the grace of God
there go I think day after day.
No one is better than another.
We all are desperate for Him.
But He comes to us with outstretched arms
saying welcome home.
Let Him embrace you today
no matter what you’ve ever done.
There is nothing that can’t be forgiven and healed.
Goblets or children?
Which is more important?
The souls of people of all ages
are hungry for His grace and forgiveness.
Is there someone you need to forgive today?
His grace is sufficient. Always and always and always.
Receive it first
and then go out and pass it on.